Sep 26, 2015
themostfreedom
Sara’s eyes drifted along with the little pirate who was carrying ten large crates that smelled faintly of raw meat. It was a bit peculiar, but the insurance investigator had dealt with worse. When the boy finally tripped over a pebble, she pitied him and came over to help. Sure enough, scanning the scene of the crime, raw meat was everywhere.
She picked up a lump of beef and surveyed its condition. It looked too dirtied to eat. With a small grin the investigator said, “Do you need help with carrying this?”
The female chuckled and dropped the meat back into the box, “A bit ambitious to be carrying ten boxes of meat don’t you think? You can hardly see.”